I've just noticed that my linea nigra (you know the brownish streak hiding amongst your twice as thick stretch marks) has faded somewhat already. I'm a bit sad about it as it was my constant reminder of being pregnant, kind of like a souvenir.
I like having something tangible to keep as a memory of a fun or exciting time in my life. My husband is notorious for buying shabby things from theme parks or "attractions" in a small country town to remind him of life's adventures. I am currently decluttering and have raided the tupperware cupboard and secretly thrown out two sea world cups and one Australia Zoo cup that they use for softdrinks. For me though I like to have a different kind of reminder.
Things that arouse my senses are my favourite...a certain smell or a certain song can cause me to feel so sentimental it brings tears to my eyes. Enya's songs are my favourit. Her music can bring me so much peace. I've played her songs during "bubby" moments of my life...she helped me relax when I had my third trimester naps when pregnant with both children, she lulled Woo and Lou to sleep as a newborn...and again I listened to her wonderful songs while pregnant with Lou...dreaming of how he was growing inside and imagining what it would be like to experience that sacred rite of passage of giving birth to him.
Do you have a souvenir that almost brings tears to your eyes?
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